My days have been wasted away as I watch movies, cook mediocre dinners and spend hours online. It’s pretty sad to say that at the near end of Day 5, I realize that these days spent in confinement are still great blessings of God. Who am I that I deserve another day? Perhaps even another breath? Ugh how incredibly foolish of me to take for granted the days that have been graciously given to me.
My family especially knows how much I despise staying at home all day being unproductive. I become bored very easily and would yearn to stretch my legs walking around the city, or just…play. Spending my summer here in LA without my family or beloved friends from home is very difficult. Having no car and being confined in an apartment by myself on top of that is even more challenging. But hallelujah for such a test of character, and a molding of our Heavenly Father. His discipline is painful but how much wiser and stronger our characters become afterwards.
I was pretty discouraged to know that I won’t be able to attend church tomorrow morning, but I am very excited to take my camera, my bible, and walk around the quiet city of La Mirada with my Father :)
“Show me, O Lord, my life’s end
and the number of my days;
let me know how fleeting is my life.”
- Psalm 39:4
”Teach us to number our days aright,
that we may gain a heart of wisdom.”
- Psalm 90:12
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